Magical Girl Heavy Dependence

Chapter 72, Job Transfer Application?

Cheng Chen's previously lowered gaze suddenly snapped upwards, and he instantly sat up straight.

"She contacted you on her own initiative?"

Seeing this, Jiang Fei couldn't help but purse her lips, a look of exasperation on her face: "You were just pretending to be calm and aloof, but you perk up as soon as her name is mentioned, huh?"

Cheng Chen automatically ignored that question and asked directly, "What does she want with you?"

"I'm applying for a job transfer."

Jiang Fei handed over the phone. "Your precious magical girl wants to switch from trainee to assistant. I don't need to explain your real intentions, do I?"

Cheng Chen was slightly taken aback.

Seeing his silence, the female CEO continued lazily, "This doesn't match the plan, does it? It seems that the child has been stimulated by something, which made her make up her mind." She leaned forward slightly, her gaze fixed on Cheng Chen, "Speaking of which, you said yourself that you would leave her alone for a while, so why are you taking her with you to the trade fair?"

"We bumped into each other on the street."

"That's not a reason."

Jiang Fei shook her head and continued to look directly into his eyes.

Just then, a rustling sound came from the side, and Bai Xing popped out from some corner and jumped onto Cheng Chen's lap.

Meow~~

It meowed sweetly and kept rubbing its fluffy head against people.

Cheng Chen glanced at the kitten, then at Jiang Fei, and cleared his throat: "Let's start the challenge of not touching a cat for a whole day."

After saying that, he put his hands under Bai Xing's armpits, picked her up, and held her close to his chest: "Challenge failed."

Jiang Fei: "?"

"Didn't you ask why I brought Huiya to the trade fair? This is the reason." Cheng Chen let Bai Xing lick his chin. "Theoretically, I should ignore her, but when I see her looking like an abandoned kitten, I still soften."

Jiang Fei sighed, "This is so unlike you."

Cheng Chen smiled and did not refute.

He simply hasn't yet managed to consider only the gains and losses in everything, or to suppress his desires in pursuit of the optimal solution.

"Actually, I really like her."

He lowered his eyes, gently stroking the cat's back as he spoke in a nonchalant tone.

Jiang Fei's eyelashes suddenly trembled, then she smiled and said, "Really? So that's the type you like."

Cheng Chen grabbed Bai Xing's hand and tapped her head: "Is there only one meaning to 'like' in your head?"

"right!"

The female CEO spoke with confidence and self-assurance.

Ignoring him, Cheng Chen walked to the French windows with the cat in his arms and commented, "Yan Xi is a good girl, but she's too weak. She needs encouragement from time to time, otherwise she might just give up and not even have the courage to compete with Cang Qing."

"You're just toying with her."

Jiang Fei stepped forward and snatched the kitten from his arms without any hesitation.

Cheng Chen shrugged: "Feifei, you know me. I'm never that kind of person."

"What about the blue?"

Jiang Fei abruptly changed the subject, "You completely forgot about your little sister who once admired you so much after you went to Qiongcheng. If she weren't 'Cangqing' now, you wouldn't even pretend to be her understanding older brother."

Cheng Chen glanced at her subtly.

She didn't even know Zhong Ai when she signed the contract at the company a few days ago. Has the investigation already reached this level?

"Perhaps." He shook his head. "If she's just an ordinary person, it would be better for her to stay away from me."

"Unfortunately, the little sister clearly doesn't think that way," Jiang Fei commented.

The large office fell silent for a moment.

Cheng Chen, of course, understood the subtext of Jiang Fei's words. The trade fair was a carefully prepared trap for him, and the one who lured him into the trap was Zhong Ai.

People like them never believe in coincidences.

Jiang Fei deliberately brought up Zhong Ai at this time, actually asking how to deal with the 'traitor'.

"She'll eventually understand me... she just needs a little, a tiny bit of help."

Cheng Chen just said this vaguely.

Jiang Fei stared at him for a few seconds, then finally sighed and gave up: "Forget it, you know what you're doing. Saying more will only make me look like I'm worrying unnecessarily."

"There's one last thing."

She composed herself, becoming businesslike, "I'm going to be the producer for Rose and personally mentor her. It's obvious she joined the company because of you, but I can tell you're not interested in her. Actually, she's the one who needs help the most."

"Oh?"

Cheng Chen was surprised.

He was still weighing whether or not to take Thorn Rose as his trainee, but Jiang Fei's intervention saved him a lot of trouble.

"And you, you have other jobs."

Jiang Fei snapped her fingers, and her assistant Congcong quickly walked in from outside, carrying a folder.

"Xianmeng Group has sent an official letter inviting Songlan to participate in this year's 'Yincheng Ten Schools Joint Performance' as an award presenter in the finals." Jiang Fei piled a thick stack of documents in front of him. "Didn't you promise to 'guide' her? This matter is now in your hands, Producer!"

……

Yan Xi felt a tightness in her chest and a little short of breath.

I don't know if it's because this vest uniform is too tight, or if waiting for the job transfer results is just too unbearable.

Frustrated, she loosened her tie, exhaled a breath of stale air, and walked outside.

"Lulu, where are you going?" Shen Caihua called out from not far away.

"bathroom."

Yan Xi didn't turn her head.

She walked with her head down through the tiered seating area and into the backstage corridor, where all sorts of musical instruments filled every inch of space, leaving almost no room to even step.

She carefully avoided the crowd, habitually shrugging her shoulders to minimize her presence, and immediately slipped inside after seeing the sign for the "Restroom".

"call…"

The cold water splashed against her cheeks. She braced herself against the edge of the pool, looking at herself in the mirror to calm herself down.

This is the Yincheng Golden Auditorium Theater, an elegant ancient stone building with a history of over a hundred years.

The microphone at the collar was buzzing, and soon the director's urgent voice came through.

"Attention all units, there are 15 minutes left before the performance begins. Please conduct a final check to eliminate any potential hazards."

"Lighting crew received, over."

"Sound system ready, over."

A series of reports followed.

Yan Xi tore off a tissue to wipe the water off her face.

Shen Caihua had been clamoring for days to attend the concert being held here today, but she couldn't get a ticket no matter how many connections she had.

Finally, it was said that a third-year senior had connections and could help her get a temporary job in the performance's logistics team. Shen Caihua emptied her savings that she had accumulated over a long period of time to barely buy a spot in the fierce bidding.

Incidentally, Yan Xi felt that Shen Caihua had been taken advantage of and extorted by unscrupulous merchants.

By the way, there were only two spots available, so Yan Xi was forcibly pulled in to make up the numbers.

She patted her cheeks to rouse herself, took a deep breath, and returned to her post.

The work wasn't complicated; it was nothing more than moving instruments and checking the lighting, sound, and stage equipment—tasks that Yan Xi was quite familiar with. After all, these things were readily available at Yinfu Entertainment. During her daily practice, no one paid attention to her, so she would hide in a corner and fiddle with the equipment by herself.

She felt a surge of confidence after helping someone else resolve a stuttering or static issue.

After the trade fair, she found that her thoughts had become clearer.

She doesn't dislike the producer at all, and doesn't want to leave him.

Although I still feel that I am not good enough to be an idol, maybe... I can try harder.

Even if you're not an idol, you can still be around the producer and help them in other ways, such as as an assistant.

Production assistant... seems pretty simple, I can buy him coffee and takeout every day.

After this idea popped into her head, she immediately submitted a job transfer application through the company's OA system, but it's currently stuck at the president's approval stage.

"Lulu, come here quickly! Come here quickly!"

Shen Caihua's excited voice interrupted her reverie.

Her arm was grabbed and Shen Caihua pulled her to the edge of the backstage curtain, where she peered out.

"Look, over there."

She desperately suppressed her excitement and pointed to the audience.

Before I knew it, the audience seats were more than half full. Looking around, all I could see were glamorous gentlemen and ladies, who looked very elegant.

Yan Xi blinked blankly, not knowing where to look, until Shen Caihua tilted her chin to adjust the angle.

In the front row of the audience, a well-dressed and handsome young man was chatting with a beautiful woman of elegant demeanor beside him, a gentle smile on his face.

"……who is he?"

Yan Xi asked, puzzled.

"My crush!"

Shen Caihua answered excitedly at first, then paused, "No way, Lulu, you don't recognize Chu Junzhuo? That's Chu Junzhuo!"

Who is Chu Junzhuo?

Yan Xi looked completely bewildered.

But the next second, on the steel beam at the very back of the audience, she saw Zhong Ai, no... to be precise, the transformed magical girl Cang Qing.

Yan Xi's nonchalant expression froze instantly.

Her brow furrowed instantly: "What's that guy doing here?"

……